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2002-09-16

Well, my story is I was at work the morning of September 11th, 2001. I was a housekeeper at a motel, and the way I found out was I was having a break before I started work and a guest came to the office to get some coffee and said "Have you heard?" I said "Heard what?" He said, "A plane just crashed into the World Trade Center." My first thought was that is was a flying proceedure gone wrong. But when I tuned in to the t.v. I seen it for my own eyes. I was shocked. And then out of nowhere here came another one. I was scared cause I didn't know if I had family anywhere near it or involoved in it, and I still don't know if I had family involved. I found out a few months later that my father was there that day trying to deliver a truck load, he is a truck driver, and couldn't get through, and I thank GOD so much that he delayed my father cause if didn't then I would be grieving for my father right now. But instead I am grieving for everyone else who lost a loved one. I didn't know how to show or express my grief and my sadness except in one way which was to write a poem like I do every other terrible thing that happens in my life. I would like to share it with you out there and let you know that I sent it in to a poetry contest and it was inducted into the International Society of Poets. So, now millions will read my poem and remember 9/11/01. Here is my poem:
****** MY FEARS ******
As I sit here and wathc the news,
I wonder if my kids will have lives to choose.
How can someone be so evil,
And kill so many innocent people?
I wake up every morning filled with fear,
As my eyes fill up with tears.
I keep wondering how much time my family has left,
Before we sunddenly meet our death.
I spend everyday with my family for the best,
Just in case it turns out to be our last.
I am totally in fear for my children's lives,
And hope they will get a chance to choose a wife.
AMERICA is meant to be a land of FREEDOM,
Not to be lived in with fear of our lives from terrorism.

Life is very precious so live every moment you can with your family as if were going to be your last!!!!!!

GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!!!!!!

By: NaKisha M. S. Bicknell 10/11/01

I don't want to hurt anyone with this poem, but this is the only way I can express what I am feeling about something. I hae learned a lot about that day and it has only made me stronger knowing I am still alive and knowing I am still here to help others. Well that is my story and the way I have learned from this terrible mistake. I hope all of you can learn and grow from it too. If you would like to comtact me and talk to my email address is: Nbick01@aol.com and Have a wonderful day and don't forget to tell your loved ones you love them before you go to work or school or even if you are just going to the store it don't matter tell them you love them and give them a big hug and kiss.

Sincerely,
NaKisha Bicknell of Longmont, CO.